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Apr 2014
It's been months now since you passed,
and since our whole world caved and crashed.
I hope you know that you're dearly loved.
What do you see from the sky above?

When you look down do you smile?
Or do you sit and think for a while?
As you lay in your bed of clouds,
do you see us in the crowds?

We think of you each and every day.
We all had so much left to say.
You came to an untimely end,
but you will forever be my friend.
My Aunt passed away last October. Those wounds don't seem to heal
Danielle Barlow
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Danielle Barlow
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